I routinely go out in public in a Tyvek jumpsuit and mask, carry a
megaphone and do things over, under and around some drums.

We're Approaching the Things What I Love:
(oh these many storied things what I love)

I love sound! Read on...
I listen to too much music, I listen to field recordings of the
refrigerator motor.
I work for two radio
stations, one as a disc jockey and another as an engineer at an
NPR affiliate.

I am also a REALLY GOOD DJ so THERE.
I can beat the ice level. Any of 'em.

I love the subjective good!
I love good movies, good books, good coffee, good conversation,
games (video/board/card/improv/et cetera).

I love comedy! But...
I'm a weird comedy snob. I'm particularly fond of dark comedy,
screwball or absurdist/dadaist comedy. Satire is great once in a
while but spoofs (e.g. your 'movie' movies) generally turn me
off.
See that gamut over there? I totally ran it. Zoooooom!

I love animation. To follow...
Don't care where it comes from as long as it is well made.
Having said that the Japanese own the numbers game and have you
been WATCHING that Evangelion reboot? Mercy that's a tasty
cookie.

And I love to cook! Go get your knives...
I'm a straight up kitchen geek, I delight in turning an onion into
onion flavored dust with my KNIVES. I delight in the judicious
application of HEAT to create DELICIOUSNESS. I have no idea what a
foodie is...
I cook pretty tasty vegan fare at a local coffee shop.
You eat pretty tasty vegan fare at a local coffee shop.

I love my outside time!
Hiking is splendid. Hiking and camping afterwords even
better.
Not much of a water dog but I like kayaking.
I dig in a garden. In the dirt. I point at a spot on a lawn and
prickly pear cacti appear.

CODA: I love my dark truths!

I am cheery and good-natured, but if you wanna get HEAVY I will
swing some PROUST between my legs and then IT WILL GET HEAVY. IT in
this case meaning THE SITUATION.

I don't swear or get loud that much, but I will. If I do, it's
almost always in humor, not anger. I get pretty condescending when
I'm angry, and all that gutter jive throws me off my rage-game. I
get my shouty-jollys on stage.

Wachoo know about shouty-jollys?

DESCRIBE IN GREAT DETAIL YOUR KNOWLEDGE OF THE SJ'S.
I am a ridiculous man, and I'm comfortable with that.

Authors: Pynchon, Updike, David Foster Wallace, John Cheever,
Stephen King, Kundera, Bradbury, Chabon, Pushkin, Orwell, lots
more. I've been picking up Goodwill copies of The Secret. I have
bought over 20 and I just hand them out to everybody, yelling "Have
you READ this?". Then my neck goes at a weird angle and little
spindly filament things shoot out of my eyes and spin arcane
parabolas.

Also, if you have kids older than 8, try them on Ellen Raskin.
She's wonderful; easily my favorite author as a child.

TOP 12 MOVIES THAT ARE IN NO ORDER OKAY GO:
Barton Fink
Marathon Man
The Passion of Joan of Arc
Inland Empire
The Jerk
Dreams That Money Can Buy
Hard Eight
Repo Man
Wet Hot American Summer
Being John Malkovich
Brazil
The Adventures of Buckaroo Banzai

I tend to be down on people in general, but I try really hard to
understand the human labyrinth of emotional states, choices made
that bring on these states, justifications for these choices and SO
ON like some empath GOD and NOW I HAVE YELLED MYSELF BLIND. Let me
try again...

The human race is your family, and we all know that you can love
your family without really LIKING any of them, yes? Kind of like
that I guess, but concerning the LABYRINTH. Back on that ol'
labrynth. Working on my Theseus shit, that silly ol' labyrinth. At
least in this labyrinth David Bowie isn't shoving his junk in my
face and dancing the magic dance. Small favors.

As far as dating goes, I am not really that interested, nor will my
schedule really allow anything outside of a casual relationship.